Gin and Aruba Have More Excitement In India Than Wanted.

Gin’s success in developing business for Hoffman Industries continues in India. She’s as passionate as ever in spreading the word about the benefits of the BloodSave technology. Based in New Delhi, she has adventures across India as she develops and expands business. She regrets being so far from Novak, her billionaire boss and lover. It becomes difficult to maintain the romantic relationship acheter cialis 5mg france. Especially when one of the new Hoffman joint venture partners is a young handsome Indian billionaire.

Gin is rewarded for her success by receiving an all expense vacation at one of India’s most exclusive resorts. Aruba goes with her and shares a suite designed for royalty. Everything is great until a picnic outing. The picnic becomes a nightmare as Gin and Aruba become hostages and held for ransom.

Will Novak come to her rescue? Will Gin escape with her life? The exciting conclusion to the Billionaire Untamed Obsession Series will keep you turning pages as romance, suspense, and action reaches a dramatic climax.

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I’ve had an interesting life. I suppose that’s why a couple years ago I started writing. I’ve had an interest since grade school. Growing up I was a dedicated reader. I read many of the classics, from Moby Dick to the Adventures of Huckleberry Finn.
My grandmother had the full collection of Ernest Hemingway on her book shelves. I read them all. I was hooked on going to libraries.I’d spend hours browsing the shelves. I read The Count of Monte Cristo, The Odyssey, anything by Jack London. Later in life I became a Tom Clancy fan.
As I aged, I realized I’ve seen a lot and done a lot, both good and bad. I thought I might as well write some of it down, before I forget it all.)
I grew up as an Air Force brat. As a ten and eleven year old I lived in Japan for 18 months. This was during the Korean War. The war ended in 1953 (not really, a cease fire took place) so my step dad was rotated back to the States. I had no choice, but to return with him. I liked Japan.
We weren’t in the States for long. In 1955 we went to Chateuroux, France. We were in France for three years. I hated to leave. I was a high school sophomore, a football star, a big fish in a small pond. How many young American teenagers get to walk down the Champs–Élysées and drink Cognac in sports bars. I really liked France.
Fast forward a few years and I was attending Georgia Tech part time and working at Western Electric as an Engineering Associate. I was bummed out to get a draft notice. Like Mohammad Ali, I had no quarrel with the yellow man. I thought the war a huge mistake.
To beat the draft I joined a Navy Reserve unit located at the Ga. Tech campus. I joined with a good friend who said we should apply for the Seabees. We didn’t know it at the time, but that was like purchasing a trip to Vietnam and being in the field with the Marine Corps. We ended up in the same squad in Vietnam.
With all this military stuff going on, it’s no wonder I’ve gravitated toward writing techno thrillers. I guess military life is in my blood. During World War 11 my dad was a Sergeant in the Army Air Corps. He didn’t make it. In 1944 the B-24 heavy bomber he was a gunner on was shot down over Germany. By a cruel twist of fate, it was on my second birthday.
My writing reflects my military experiences and thoughts about military life. Few wars are necessary. Often they take place by a series of mistakes and miscalculations. Once started there is no good or easy way out. I write about the harm war brings to so many people.
I respect the military and military families. They often face great hardship so the majority of the American public can continue with their shopping, TV watching, overeating, or whatever the current fad may be.
I respect few current politicians. Most only play to their base. Since the Citizens United Supreme Court decision, that base has narrowed. Now they listen only to those who can write a big check. The money men, pandering politicians, and the circle of 1% elite, are the ones who send young men and women to war. I’m sure this lack of respect shows up in my writing.
But, no way I’m giving up on America. As Winston Churchill once said, “The Americans will always do the right thing… after they’ve exhausted all the alternatives.”
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